[Victor Frankenstein faces his imaginary undead creatures]
Proteus : Like a lamb I was, Victor. How could you let me be hurt?
Dr. Victor Frankenstein : [Victor points to Mr. Clare] Him. It was him.
John Clare : What am I but an extension of you. All your sins emptied into me. I'm your other half... your truest self.
Lily : Don't blame the children for the father's cruelty.
Proteus : We were born innocent. You made us into monsters.
[the imaginary undead creatures remind Victor Frankenstein that they're his sins]
Lily : And so we walk with your sin... dead... and yet not fully alive.
John Clare : Haunting the twilight, living between.
Proteus : This is what you have made, Victor.
Dr. Victor Frankenstein : If I could go back... it would be different.
[the imaginary dead figures tell Victor Frankenstein and Sir Malcolm to join them]
John Clare : [the undead creatures sit around Victor] You have the engines of the future all around you.
Lily : The needle. The scalpel. The noose.
Mina Harker : [the dead family stand around Sir Malcolm] The gun to the temple.
Gladys Murray : Take your razor and slit your throat.
Peter : Join your family.
Mina Harker : The final tombstone on the hill.
Lily : The sip of poison from the amber bottle.
Gladys Murray : The single bullet under the chin.
John Clare : There is no other peace for thee, Frankenstein.
Proteus : Walk into the river... let it bring you quiet. Enjoy our company.
Gladys Murray : One of us again.
Peter : Father.
Proteus : Husband.
Proteus : Father.
Lily : Lover.
John Clare : Brother.
[Victor Frankenstein and Sir Malcolm are embraced by the imaginary dead figures to take their own lives]
Lily : [Victor listens to his undead creatures] One last, great experiment, Victor.
John Clare : The greatest of all.
Mina Harker : [Sir Malcolm listens to his dead children] One last expedition into the unknown, father.
Peter : Terra incognito.
Mina Harker : Magical words.
John Clare : Piercing the tissue that separates life from death.
Lily : Your mission. Your calling.
[Victor Frankenstein shoots Lily after she insults him]
Lily : Oh... you're too sweet. That night I took your awkward virginity, all thumbs he was. How trembling and terrified.
Dr. Victor Frankenstein : Stop it.
Lily : Like a grubby little boy cramming his hand into the sweet jar.
Lily : [Victor shoots Lily in the chest] Please, Creator... you made me too well for that. Oh, yes, I know. Always have. You were so... sublimely malleable.
[as Dorian tastes the blood from Lily's body]
[Lily threatens Victor Frankenstein by letting him live]
Lily : Shall we murder him right now?
Dorian Gray : Entirely up to you, darling.
Lily : No. He might still prove useful to us. Let him live. Let him live with what he has created... a master race. A race of immortals, meant to command. Soon, he will kneel to us.
Dorian Gray : They all will.
Lily : When our day has come... you will know terror.
Lily : [Lily holds her hands around Victor's face] Until then, little man... live with the knowledge of what you have spawned. And suffer.